My nimble knuckles My savage raging dream Stuffed in tidy boxes Color coded scheme Nod you head Smile, smile sweetly Nod you head Smile, smile sweetly I who stand on the crest Who bore the wind on my chest As the four directions turn into Twelve, sixteen But my skin is blest Its my bullet proof vest Made of everything i ever seen Nod you head Smile, smile sweetly Nod you head Smile, smile sweetly I who stand on the crest Who bore the wind on my chest As the four directions turn into Twelve, sixteen But my skin is blest Its my bullet proof vest Made of everything i ever seen Nod you head Smile, smile sweetly Nod you head Smile, smile sweetly Nod you head Smile, smile sweetly